Liang Shaochong shouted coldly: "I just want to tease you, so what?"
Lan Fengmei's pink face turned pale with anger, and her eyes were filled with murderous intent. She no longer had the charming and elegant image just now, and shouted: "I'm going to kill you."
"alright!"
At this moment, the Chinese man beside him who had been silent took a step forward to stop Lan Fengmei from getting angry. He lightly fanned a paper fan in his hand, looked straight at Liang Shaochong, and said slowly: "Liang Shaochong"
Sir, my surname is Mei and my name is Linfeng. We are willing to cooperate with you. As long as you agree to our small request and come back to Zixiamen with us, we can give you any reward you want."
"Of course, if you really want Lan Fengmei to be Xiaoping's maid, that's not impossible, but you must take Xiaoping as your wife! After all, Lan Fengmei is also Xiaoping's senior sister. Without your relationship,
Lan Fengmei has become Xiaoping's maid, I'm afraid we can't explain it to Zixiamen?" [
When Xiaoping heard Mei Linfeng's words, she lowered her head shyly and looked at Liang Shaochong secretly.
As soon as Liang Shaochong heard the middle-aged Wensheng's words, he immediately knew that the other party wanted to use Xiaoping to restrain him. He thought about it quickly, smiled and said: "This is a good suggestion? I can consider it?"
"Then please! But although Mr. Liang has simply put on makeup, people who are familiar with you will recognize you immediately after just one glance. Mr. Liang has to work hard, and I will personally dress you up and become my purple."
People from Xiamen." Mei Linfeng, a middle-aged scholar, laughed and said.
"No problem!" Liang Shaochong nodded and said without hesitation.
Liang Shaochong has long seen that this middle-aged scholar has the highest cultivation level. Although he has not yet seen the opponent's true strength, he probably has the cultivation level of a low-level pulse master in the first level of pulse gate, and Lan Fengmei is just a pulse senser.
The cultivation level of Li Rujing is even lower than the eighth level, and she is only the fourth level of pulse sense.
If Mei Linfeng, a middle-aged scholar, suddenly plots against him while he is dressing up for him, he may be hard to guard against.
"Let's see if you plot against me or I plot against you!" Liang Shaochong snorted coldly in his heart and secretly used the "Pulse Cutting and Soul Cutting Finger". When the time comes, he can subdue Mei Linfeng.
"No! He is a low-level pulse warrior, so beware of his plot. I, Zhou Jieping, am satisfied that the young master has treated me like this. They gave Jieping the poison to force her to threaten you."
At this moment, Xiaoping suddenly burst into heart-wrenching cry, hit her neck against the edge of the sword, blood immediately flowed out, and she slowly fell to the ground.
As soon as Mei Linfeng heard Xiaoping's words, she knew something was wrong. When she saw Xiaoping suddenly bumping into Jianfeng, she was frightened and immediately shouted to Lan Fengmei and Li Rujing: "Don't let her die, hurry up.
Help her stop the bleeding quickly."
Lan Fengmei immediately picked up Xiaoping and held her neck, seemingly stopping the blood from flowing out. Li Rujing was also anxiously helping.
"Ha ha!"
Liang Shaochong suddenly laughed loudly, anger burning in his chest, and his savings continued to expand. He did not expect that in order to achieve their goals, these people would use their junior sisters to threaten him. Their character was despicable, their hearts were vicious, and their methods were vicious.
Liang Shaochong suddenly raised his head, and his clear eyes suddenly seemed to turn into two sharp swords, stabbing straight at Mei Linfeng and others, and shouted coldly: "Originally, I wanted to play with you.
, now you all go to hell!”
His body swayed, like a ghost, and he suddenly flashed in front of Mei Linfeng. With a claw of his left hand, a sharp energy rushed towards him like lightning.
"Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!"
Mei Linfeng dodged and dodged, waving the paper fan in his hand, and a huge whirlpool immediately appeared in the air in front of him. The sound of the turbulent sea was heard endlessly in the whirlpool. A sea whale came out of it, opened its big mouth, and engulfed Liang Shaochong.
past.
It turned out that the paper fan in Mei Linfeng's hand was not an ordinary product, but a low-grade yellow-grade pulse treasure, a whale jade fan. There were two talismans engraved on both sides of the fan, with one side depicting the ocean and the other side depicting a giant whale.
"Break it for me!!"[
Liang Shaochong immediately drew out the "Purple Glory Qingyun Sword" and thrust it forward. The clouds and mist shrouded the sword, and the purple light was bright. The purple brilliance stabbed towards the sea whale like a torrential flood, instantly neutralizing the opponent's offensive.
"This is the high-grade Huangpin pulse treasure 'Purple Yellow Cloud Sword'. Isn't it Chen Junhao's? How could it be in his hands?" Mei Linfeng was also surprised.
"Boom!"
Liang Shaochong moved, crackling, rushed in front of Mei Linfeng, punched out, and hit Mei Linfeng's face accurately.
"ah!"
Mei Linfeng let out a wolf howl, and his whole body was lifted off the ground. He jumped high in the air, the bridge of his nose was sunken, all the teeth in the row at the door fell out, and blood poured out of his nostrils and mouth.
Liang Shaochong took a step further and rushed to Mei Linfeng again, hitting him in the chest with his fist.
"boom!"
A terrifying force surged into Mei Linfeng's body, and he could only hear bursts of "crackling" coming from inside. He only felt a cramping pain in his chest and abdomen, and the powerful impact continuously destroyed his internal organs.
The whole person became like a shrimp and jumped high again.
Liang Shaochong's expression was cold, and he stabbed directly with the "Purple Brilliant Qingyun Sword" in his hand. A terrifying sword intent instantly rose up, and he stabbed hard. The tip of the sword directly penetrated Mei Linfeng's head, and the whole head cracked open, red and white.
The brains and blood mixed together and spattered out.
After killing Mei Linfeng, Liang Shaochong rushed forward and ran directly towards Lan Fengmei and Li Rujing.
At this time, Lan Fengmei and Li Rujing saw that Liang Shaochong killed a low-level pulse warrior with first-level cultivation level of pulse gate directly in the blink of an eye. They were so frightened that they immediately dropped Xiaoping's body and went to
Escape far away.
"snort!"
Liang Shaochong snorted coldly, kicked out in the air, and a strong wind hit Lan Fengmei directly.
As soon as Lan Fengmei raised her hands to resist, she was knocked away and hit hard on a boulder behind her. Her entire frame seemed to fall apart and blood spurted from her mouth.
Liang Shaochong turned around again, walking like a fish, and suddenly appeared beside Li Rujing. With a fierce left hand, Li Rujing was like a kite with its string broken, drawing a graceful arc, and with a bang, he hit the stone with his head.
Above the tip, the skin and flesh were immediately torn, and there was a big gash in the forehead, which was bleeding profusely. The face was covered with blood, and the shape was extremely miserable.
Liang Shaochong leaned down to check Zhou Jieping's injuries, and found that although she was bleeding a lot, her throat was not injured. Now that she had been given gold wound medicine, the bleeding had stopped, and she was just fainting, so he breathed a sigh of relief.